Nikos within his room been thinking on his position right now. It was silent night with occasional cricket sound could be heard, while the man was deep in his own thought.
His mind is reviewing the situation so far.
When suddenly glimpse of memory, a glimpse of familiar voice intruding transitioning his mind.
Old yet sharp toned stalked on his ear, "Whatever you want to create, it all needing to have strong foundation to it." says the voice that's know how harsh the world works, "and every strong foundation could be achieved through proper managing of its resource."
"Do you hear me kid?" it scolds.
Tch, it's that old man again.
Nikos face looks sours by that intruding memory.
He was silent for minutes, he knew what it's says was not wrong, yet he still drowned in his own annoyance listening to that voices.
With a sigh, Nikos back again at his previous thought.
"Let's see what I have in my hand right now."
